Dear god
i know you sent me that angel from above
with all of your ever giving love
but it didnt stop him
from committing those sins
i just kept getting beat
and i knew that soon my maker, i would meet
she thought she had helped
and im grateful she tried
but my skin is still whelped
and inside i have died
i will never get the things i should
or never see the things that i once could
i will never have the things i need
and all it would take is love, to plant the seed
i will go soon and meet you in heaven
and i know i will leave behind my legend
